Today marks a solemn day, one that should have been a joyful day. It would have been my son's fourth birthday. Caleb was born this day in 2001, at 10:30pm, but was too young to survive on air, and he passed away during delivery.
We mark the occasion every year on this day with a cake, candle, his photo, and one of the ornaments we made in his memory for Christmas 2001. Only this year, his little sister got to participate, (at least more fully than last), even singing part of happy birthday.
She definitely makes it easier to deal with, knowing that she is here with us because of Caleb's sacrifice, and that her big brother is looking out for her from Heaven.
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